Chef at the University Canteen-Chapter 206 - 204: They’re Not Qualified to Nitpick

A few days ago, the head of the student affairs office was complaining to me about how difficult this matter was, and I didn’t expect Jiang Yu to take the initiative to hand the private room over to me...

Once I go back and mention this, who could deny my "credit" for it?

Teacher Xiong quickly steadied his teacup, nodding repeatedly, and said gratefully,

"Xiaojiang, this, this is really amazing. I’ve been worried about this. Before the school celebration, there will definitely be many alumni coming back in advance. After all, some arrangements during the celebration require both parties to communicate ahead of time, to avoid any errors.

I was worried about where it would be appropriate for those returning alumni to dine. With your assurance, a great weight has been lifted off my heart."

"Teacher Xiong, if you keep thanking me like this, I won’t dare to sit down and have tea with you."

Jiang Yu turned helplessly to look at Xiong Bingsheng, shook his head, and said,

"If someone who doesn’t know the situation hears this, I’m afraid I won’t be able to remove this ’betraying a teacher and ancestor’ label!

Who has ever seen a teacher thank a student repeatedly for a few words? If this isn’t betraying a teacher and ancestor, what is?"

...

While Jiang Yu was sitting on the sofa in a small private room, chatting over tea with Xiong Bingsheng, two chefs, one chubby and one slim, were talking in a large restaurant named "Xiangchu Flavor Building" located on a bustling street in Jiangxia City District of Jingchu Province.

Moreover, the content of their conversation surprisingly involved Jiang Yu, who was hundreds of kilometers away!

"Senior Brother Qian, I’ve heard that Jiang Yu from the Seventh Dining Hall at Jiangzhou University has made it known that he doesn’t accept challenges..."

The slim and tall man, who looked to be in his early thirties, wore a white chef’s uniform and a white chef’s hat. He was sharpening a knife by the sink while asking with a smile,

"If that’s true, doesn’t that mean your earlier plans are void?"

"Hehe, this fellow Jiang is rather clever, avoiding the spotlight by refusing challenges, but I think his approach is truly naive."

Nearby, a chubby, bald chef named Qian Yunfan quickly peeled a carrot while sneering and saying,

"He’s only in his twenties, after all, and being praised this much makes him both proud and nervous, afraid that his bluff will be exposed.

Does he think not accepting challenges will work? Not to mention other places, right here in Jiangxia, many chefs from big restaurants are eager to meet and compete with him!"

"Tsk tsk, these people are quite smart!"

The slim chef named Li Wenlong, like Qian Yunfan, is also a chef at Xiangchu Flavor Building, though his skills are far inferior to Qian Yunfan’s.

After hearing Qian Yunfan’s words, Li Wenlong straightened up and tested the freshly sharpened knife with his thumb, shook his head with a smile, and said,

"A renowned yet mediocre internet celebrity chef is rare to find, and everyone wants to seize this chance to stomp him in front of the crowd. In this way, the fame this internet celebrity chef has amassed will be beneficial to themselves.

No wonder so many people, upon hearing about this, are impatient to go to Jiangzhou, afraid of being beaten to the punch by other chefs!"

"Can you blame others for stepping on him? He has only himself to blame for lacking awareness!"

Qian Yunfan peeled the carrot clean, rinsed it under the tap, shook off the water, then bit off a piece with a "crunch," chewing it happily. He waved the peeled carrot dismissively and continued,

"Ten thousand dollars for a table, and he dares to charge with such insignificant skills? Hardly anyone in the culinary world dares to sell at such a high price! Who does he think he is?

Since he’s so brazen and boastful, he can’t fault others for using him as a stepping stone to make a name for themselves. This is a mess he created himself."

"Going by that, he’s really in for it now."

Li Wenlong sighed seemingly regretfully, but his face showed a mocking expression,

"How interesting that one person can evoke disdain from the entire community.

But I’m curious, since he’s made it clear he won’t accept challenges, what do you plan to do next, Senior Brother Qian?"

"Isn’t that easy?"

Qian Yunfan turned to glance at Li Wenlong, smiled, and said,

"Didn’t Jiang Yu’s Seventh Dining Hall previously make the private room reservations public? He Dazhuang, the chef from Wind and Cloud Tavern, somehow managed to secure a private room for tomorrow afternoon.

At that time, several well-known restaurants in Jiangxia will gather about ten people to go to Jiangzhou, order a table, and video record and critique each dish, then post the videos online.

Once the videos are released, it will surely stir up a sensation, and by then, Jiang Yu will be in a tough spot. To preserve his reputation, he’ll have no choice but to respond. Then, we’ll propose a contest, and he won’t be able to refuse.

With our ten chefs teaming up, it will be hard for this not to make waves."

"Brilliant, that plan is truly brilliant!"

Li Wenlong gave Qian Yunfan a thumbs-up with admiration, then expressed regret with a face full of disappointment,